[Sauna Match] Astrid Arvidsson vs Lucas Anderson - The war for love

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Oh, it was a really hot moment and not because of the high air temperature. Wrapping his arms around Astrid's waist, Lucas tried to squeeze all the remaining air out of the blonde, while the Norwegian woman tried to literally smash her opponent's head. Due to her weakened state, the Golden Dragon felt that her strength was rapidly leaving her, but her inner fire was burning so brightly that there was no chance that she would lose this confrontation.

That's exactly what happened. Despite the fact that Lucas desperately tried to hold the leading position, he was soon forced to let go of Astrid's waist. The blonde's feet landed on the wooden floor, while the Danish guy clung to her hands, trying to loosen her grip. At first, she wasn't going to let go of the white-haired guy, but then he took a sharp step back.

Due to fatigue, the Golden Dragon was forced to let go of Lucas' head, after which she involuntarily fell to one knee. Her breathing was extremely heavy, and Astrid was dizzy. More than anything, she wanted to take a short break to catch her breath, but instead…

“I'll fucking kill you!" She growled in a hoarse voice.

Sending fatigue and pain to hell, she straightened to her full height, simultaneously taking a step towards her opponent. The Golden Dragon intended to grab Lucas by the throat with her right hand. With fury in her eyes, Astrid was about to lift the white-haired guy off the floor and then throw him onto the nearest wooden bench with a hard chokeslam!

[Teenwrestler]

At one point, Lucas really thought that one of them would really have to end the other's career in order to end this. That thought in his mind was reinforced when he was squeezing the life out of her and she returned the favour by crushing his skull. The two went at it, the referee almost at the point of stopping the match until it was the Dane who decided to release the Norwegian in order to grab her fingers and pry them off his head. He struggled to make his escape and only after he pulled himself back a few steps, did Astrid decide to let him go. Fatigue took over and the blonde fell to her knee, while Lucas wobbled about and pressed his palms against his head to ease the painful sensation he felt around his head.

He was in no hurry to fight back, still feeling the massive headache when suddenly the Golden Dragon rose to confront him. He heard her threat and looked up towards her, his eyes filled with hatred. "You're gonna have to! Because one of us is losing their career here at LAW" he fired back before feeling her hand grab his throat. A loud SMACK sound was heard as her hand grabbed his throat, sweat flying off his neck as she pulled him up off his feet and slammed him down against the wooden bench, smashing the second and final bench in the sauna room.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAH" he cried out, laid out on his back against the broken debris of the bench.

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Due to fatigue and the incredibly high temperature, it was difficult to move, but if Astrid had been afraid of difficulties, she would never have moved to Tokyo in order to join LAW. She always wondered where the limits of her abilities lay, so it was not in her rules to give less than one hundred percent. Besides, this match was much more personal for her than any other.

Resisting the pain in her body, she grabbed Lucas by the throat and then slammed him into the wooden bench, which instantly shattered into splinters. With an agonized cry, the white-haired guy collapsed onto the wooden floor while pieces of the broken bench bit into his skin. On her knees, breathing heavily, Astrid grinned because it was all exactly what he deserved.

Realizing that it was getting harder for her to be here by the minute, she decided to act. Before using one of her most powerful moves, she intended to make sure that this bastard wouldn't be able to stop her. Rising to one knee, she intended to grab the Danish guy's right arm in the elbow and wrist area.

“Come on!”

The Golden Dragon intended to pull Lucas up, forcing him to his feet. If successful, she would take a step back, releasing his elbow but not releasing his wrist. Why? Because at the same moment, she intended to sharply pull the white-haired guy towards her, while simultaneously throwing her right arm to the side. Astrid was going to ram his chest with a hard short-arm lariat, which in fact was her signature move and which she called the Bifrost, so she wanted not only to send his body back to the wooden floor with the splinters of the broken bench, but also to deprive him of the opportunity to breathe!

[Teenwrestler]

Lucas never would have imagined that life at LAW would be this difficult. Not only did Belinda reject him, now he was fighting one of the best wrestlers at LAW who happened to be the reason for the rejection. The match itself was no cakewalk, the extreme conditions and the harsh environment made this a debut that Lucas would never forget- for all the wrong reasons. Astrid would use all of her might to once again slam him down on the wooden bench, breaking it as the white haired male would lay there in agony in the midst of the debris.

He was not in any condition to get back up anytime soon, however, the Golden Dragon was not going to wait around for him to do so anyways. Whilst on one knee, she reached down to grab his arm and pull his semi-conscious body off the wooden debris. Lucas was still groggy and his vision slightly impaired due to the sauna steam, he had no idea what was next.

Suddenly, Astrid violently pulled him towards her and at the same time throwing her right arm to the side and smashing it against his chest for a brutal lariat strike! The impact caused a loud *SMACK* sound to echo in the sauna room as sweat flew off his chest and he went straight back down on top of the broken debris of the wooden bench, coughing and moaning in pain.

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The temperature was rapidly approaching a critical point. Yes, Astrid loved the sauna, but now every movement seemed like a real torment to her. Now she was constantly feeling a burning pain in her chest, not to mention dizzy. This was the first time she had to fight in such conditions, but the Golden Dragon intended to endure it. She simply had no other choice.

Lifting Lucas to his feet, the blonde did not encounter any resistance, which definitely played into her hands. Without holding back her emotions, she roared menacingly at the moment when she pulled the white-haired guy towards her. Her right arm slammed into Lucas' chest, and at the same time her opponent's sweat splashed onto the Golden Dragon's face, indicating the savage force she had used.

With a crash, the Danish guy's body collapsed back onto the wooden floor. Due to inertia and partly due to fatigue, Astrid could not stand on her feet and fell on all fours. With heavy breathing, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, after which she noticed that her left breast had fallen out of her bikini.

“Pf...”

Considering the conditions of the match, it wasn't something she hadn't expected. Therefore, it didn't even bother the Norwegian woman, she just adjusted her bikini, putting everything back in its place. Even if she had to fight naked, it would hardly bother her. Something else was important. She knew for sure that she was getting weaker by the second. She must finish this match before the temperature reaches its maximum.

“Let's finish this...” she growled.

All of this was just a preparation for this moment. Astrid wasn't going to lose today. So she intended to grab Lucas's head and get to her feet in one swift motion. The blonde's muscular body glistened with sweat, and for sure many would have found it sexy, but Astrid herself was hardly ready to pay attention to it. She had other intentions.

She was going to grab Lucas's right elbow with her left hand, and then wrap her right arm around his right leg, while simultaneously pressing her shoulders against the front of the Danish guy. Gritting her teeth, the Golden Dragon intended to straighten to her full height, thereby placing Lucas on her shoulders in a fireman's carry position.

Astrid's legs were shaking slightly because she was really tired, but even so, her resolve was as strong as ever. She intended to throw her opponent's legs backwards while simultaneously throwing her own legs forward. The Golden Dragon was going to fall on her back and slam her hated opponent's face right into the wooden floor with her finisher, a fireman's carry cutter, or, as most in this federation knew it, the Jormungandr's mouth!

[Teenwrestler]

What was this? Did he make a mistake in his rash challenge? After all, Astrid was one of the best wrestlers around here! She had trained alot more than Lucas, she had been in the wrestling business for a lot longer than him. So, what made him think that challenging her to such a match was a good idea? Of course, the answer came down to one thing.

Belinda.

The woman who rejected him. Now, he was wrestling because he was bitter. He wanted Astrid to suffer just as he did, the feeling of not being able to get with the woman you love. However, Astrid's resolve seem to mountain over Lucas's. The gap in their ability was quite evident and despite him being extremely fit, toned and athletic- there was no denying the fact that he was just not on Astrid's level when it came to wrestling. The heat didn't help, but that was also the case for Astrid. Despite her being in a commanding lead, even she was suffering from the hot and humid conditions.

Lucas would lay there on his back, moaning in pain while panting heavily. He wanted to get back up, to fight but his body would not respond. His muscles were aching, his body was completely soaked in sweat and his vision was a bit blurry. In his dazed state, he even failed to enjoy the moment of watching his opponent suffer a wardrobe malfunction, which she quickly fixed while she was on all fours.

Still, the Golden Dragon had alot more to offer than the white haired Dane. Reaching to grab his head, she once more pulled him back up to his feet and then hoist him over her shoulder in a fireman's carry position. His fate was sealed, there was no denying it nor was there any way out of this. "Heh...treat her well" he said in tired voice before she would throw him off and bring him down, face first, to the wooden floor in a fireman's carry cutter!

*SMACK*

His body hit the floor and he laid there on his front, the slam knocked him out and Lucas was done. All that was left, was for Astrid to complete the formalities and pin him to end the fight and end the drama!

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Even when she pressed her shoulders against the front of the white-haired guy, he couldn't resist, apparently she had inflicted too much damage on him. So at that moment, Astrid's biggest problem was not Lucas, but the pain in her muscles and the high temperature around them. And she'd be damned if she'd let that stop her.

Gathering her strength, the Golden Dragon proudly stood up to her full height, preparing to deal with her opponent once and for all. In the moment before she threw his legs back, Lucas let out a phrase that was in some ways an admission of defeat and at the same time a kind of rejection of any claims regarding Belinda. Perhaps someone would have found these words worthy, perhaps these words could even arouse sympathy in some people. But not in Astrid's case. After all this, there was no place in her heart for sympathy for Lucas.

Without any mercy, she threw his legs back, and then sent him to a meeting with the hard wooden floor. When his face smashed into the hard surface, a deafening rumble reverberated through the sauna. However, Lucas himself didn't make a sound. The reason was obvious. The impact of Astrid's finisher literally knocked out the white-haired guy.

“Pha... phaa... phaaa...” the blonde panted.

Was that enough? Lucas was lying down without any movements, but the Golden Dragon wasn't used to celebrating a victory in advance. So before she relaxed, she intended to hear three clear claps of the referee's palm on the wooden floor. And for this…

Taking a deep breath, the descendant of the great Vikings took a sitting position and turned to Lucas. Grabbing his shoulder, she intended to turn him onto his back. Perhaps in this case, it would have been enough for her to just put her hand on his chest, but she wasn't going to take any chances, especially since she wasn't at all embarrassed by the close contact of their bodies.

Astrid was going to press her breasts against the chest of the Danish guy, then intended to put her left arm across his shoulders and with her right hand reach for his far leg to hook it under the kneecap. The last thing she was going to do was throw her right leg over Lucas's right leg, thereby securing one of the most reliable pins because she wanted to make sure that even if he regained consciousness, he would not be able to kick out.

The referee, who was still enduring this incredible heat, had already knelt down, and as soon as Astrid finished her preparations, she immediately raised her hand above her head, intending to start counting.

“ONE!”

“TWO!!”

[Teenwrestler]

At this point, Lucas was running purely on emotion and adrenaline. His body had completely given up. The beating he took, the heat and the sweat was all too much for a wrestler who had just started out his wrestling journey. Perhaps it was a mistake to come to LAW just for one person, as he was hoisted up over Astrid's shoulder he knew that he had to concede this. There was no way that he was going to defeat Astrid and it was time to accept the truth that Belinda was never going to be his. He had to let Astrid and Belinda play out their lives as they choose whereas he would have to live his own.

When he had accepted this, he would try to make amends but Astrid was not interested in this sentiment. He was the one who did all this, he started this and now she was going to finish this. A change of heart at the end did not right the wrongs of what he made her go through. In a flash, she brought him down face first to the wooden floor and he would lay there face down. Lucas was down and he was out.

With a heavy sigh and heave, Astrid would go down and pull him over onto his back before pressing her breasts against his chest. From there she would use one hand to press down on his shoulder and the other to hook his left leg while hooking her right leg over his right leg. It was a classic pinfall attempt but one that oozed dominance. The referee slid next to them and started the count.

"THREE!!!

It was over, Astrid had defeat Lucas. Now the white haired Dane had to suffer the consequences. He was to disappear from the lives of Astrid and Belinda.

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Usually, Astrid held her breath at such moments, because even when the end seems inevitable, sometimes a miracle can happen and your opponent can break a pin even when completely exhausted. However, this was not the case. The Golden Dragon felt that Lucas' body was completely relaxed. This time, she was more than one hundred percent sure that the victory was hers.

“THREE!!!”

When the referee slammed her palm on the wooden floor, the blonde allowed herself a smile. In any other match, she would have heard the bell ringing, but this time her only companion was silence, and that suited her perfectly. The descendant of the great Vikings lowered the white-haired guy's leg, but she wasn't going to get to her feet to let the referee raise her hand. No, she had a clear thought in her head and she wasn't going to ignore it.

Throwing her leg over Lucas' body, she sat on the Danish guy's stomach. Looking at his face, it took her literally one second to realize that he was still in a semi-conscious state. This made Astrid snort in annoyance. Without caring about the consequences, she waved her right hand, and then gave Lucas a resounding slap in the face, thereby wanting to bring him to his senses.

“You...” she growled.

Leaning forward, she touched her ample breasts to his chest, while squeezing his neck-chin area with her right hand and slightly lifting his head. The referee immediately knelt down and tried to pull Astrid away from the defeated guy, but the strength of this little woman was clearly not enough. The descendant of the great Vikings wasn't going to back down, she wanted Lucas to hear something.

“I want you to know,” bringing her face closer to her opponent's. “Belinda and I only had one date and I do not know how our relationship will develop further.” There was fire in the lavender eyes. “But if I see you next to her against her will even once, then next time I WILL KILL YOU, do you hear me, you fucking piece of shit?!”

Pushing Lucas's head back hard against the wooden floor, Astrid released him. Now she was ready to get back on her feet, which she did. The referee took the Golden Dragon's left wrist and raised her hand up, officially declaring her the winner. Having gained both a physical and a moral victory, Astrid allowed herself to smile broadly. To emphasize the importance of this moment, she placed her foot on Lucas' face and lifted her heel. Turning to the nearest camera, she used her free hand to point at herself with her thumb, thus completing her victory pose.

“Make sure he doesn't die from the heat...” she said goodbye to the referee.

Without listening to the referee's grumbling, Astrid headed out of the sauna. Pushing open the glass door, she immediately felt the cool air. Damn. She loved the sauna very much, but it was incredibly enjoyable. She even felt dizzy due to such a sudden temperature drop. However, even this did not stop her from taking a step forward and leaving the sauna.

Today was one of those matches that she had no right to lose. Life is not a cheap light novel. Whether you are a man or a woman, you have no right to claim that someone else belongs only to you. With these thoughts and a feeling of complete satisfaction, Astrid headed to the locker room to take a cool shower.

[Teenwrestler]

Winner by pinfall: Astrid Arvidsson